Page 66 of Let Leaves Lay Where They Fall

Nathan glances too. Who wouldn’t.

“Hey Jamie.” The bartender turns but his thirsty twinkish bunny concubine demands full attention back.

Jamie takes hold of Nathan’s hand as they pass the bathroom lineup. Leading through the crowd of costumes. Sliding glass doors open to the backyard. “I need some air.” He looks back over his shoulder, flashing that dimple.

Nathan closes the slider behind.

A group of smokers huddle to the left of a long plank patio. Jamie bares off to the right and steps down to the grass level. He takes a swig from the plastic cup. “Crowds aren’t really my thing.” Another swig.

“We don’t have to stay.” Nathan sips his punch. It’s probably more booze than mixers but is delicious.

“Dennis and Robbie would never let me live it down if I didn’t come.” He laughs. “I’ll have to look for them soon, so they know I was here.”

Nathan soaks in the adorable fix-it man. The familiar waft of cocoa butter carries new scents. Sweetened rum and musky cologne that hadn’t been so prominent earlier. The heat off Jamie’s body must be near the end of its bake. Ready to be tasted.

Nathan hopes that growl was only in his mind and not out loud.

Jamie takes another swig from his cup. Big brown eyes peering over the rim. Catching the light from a string of bulbs draped over the tall privacy fence surrounding the yard.

The punch is starting to get to Nathan’s head. As soon as Jamie lowers his cup, he leans over and presses their lips together.

Jamie wraps an arm around Nathan’s shoulders and kisses back.

He tastes like candy spiced rum cider. Someone should bottle that up and sell it!

Nathan reaches around Jamie’s waist, wrenching their bodies tight together. He steps forward, walking the cutie back, pressing him against the wall of a shed. He pulls his lips away to down the last of his punch and tosses the cup to the ground. Diving back in, devouring the cutie's face. Tongues trade space, tasting each other. Fruity cocktail sweetness. Nathan slides a hand between Jamie’s back and the rough wood surface. Holding a dimpled cheek in his other hand. Thumb wrapping under the cutie’s chin.

Jamie knots both arms around Nathan’s shoulders. Fingers press and pull at the flesh of his back, tangling in his hair. Bodies grind against each other. Nathan’s cock is so hard it might tear his scrubs. Growling moans rise from yearning throats.

He pushes back, taking Jamie’s hand and leading him around the back of the shed. Out of sight from any prying eyes. They collide against each other again in the refuge of dark shadows.

Nathan puts a hand on Jamie’s hard bulge. Rubbing the swollen denim.

“Fuck.” The cutie moans.

“I want you so fucking bad Jamie Carter.” Nathan growls into his mouth. He nuzzles into his neck. Inhaling warm cocoa butter.

Jamie’s arms envelop Nathan. Fingers interlace curls, gripping the back of his head.

Nathan pops the button of the cutie’s jeans and reaches inside. He’s rock solid and already oozing wetness. He rolls his palm around the rigid dick and strokes the velvety flesh.

Jamie’s mouth gapes and releases moans of pleasure. His eyes close and brows rise. His pelvis shifts forward and back, pumping into Nathan’s hand.

“You’re so fucking hot.” He whispers into Jamie’s ear.

The cutie thrusts faster. Arms tightening their grip around Nathan’s body.

Nathan lowers his briefs and lets the hard dick out. Stroking it against the rhythm of Jamie’s thrusts.

The cutie’s head is tossed back. Nathan nuzzles into his collar. His own hot and heavy breath warming skin.

Nathan’s lips trace Jamie’s clavicle, then trail to the center of his chest. He slowly squats down. Planting kisses along the way. He wets his lips, pressing them against the cutie’s dick and gliding up and down its length. His hand, still stroking and his thumb teasing the meaty tip. The hint of salty wetness finds his taste buds. He wraps his tongue under the shaft to lick up every bit of goodness.

“Fuck. Nathan.” Jamie exhales the words. His hands are both cradling the back of Nathan’s head, pulling him in.

Nathan kisses the sticky tip of Jamie’s dick. Parting his lips and taking it into his mouth. Flooded from salivating over this very moment since the start of the night. He strokes the cutie's dick with his tongue. Slow bobbing back and forth.

Jamie’s pelvis pushes forward. Begging for more.

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